After several months, a people's judge from the new central communist government finally makes his way to the isolated camp. He rules that, even thou...h the women's husbands were enemies of the state, those men were either dead, already in prison, or escaped outside the country. There was no use punishing the women any further: they had served well enough as slaves for the militia, and they were all free to go.Some have no place to go and decide to voluntarily stay in the camp; at least here. Kanchi kitchen me kaam kar rhi thi aur usi time mai bedroom me kanchi ko yaad kar ke muth mar rha tha,aur uske baad mai jab kitchen me gya to mujhe pta nhi tha ki kanchi hai aur usne mujhe dekh kar ek sexy smile di.Aur mujhse puchi kya kar rha tha,mai bhane bnate hue bola ki game khel rha tha ab level finish hua.To usne bola maine sab dekha konsa game khel rha tha aur level me tera target kya tha,mai ye sab sun kar thoda shock hua aur uske taraf aagey badhte hue bola to tu hi bta kya kar rha. When I met Penny, Sabrina was twelve and her brother Tim was fifteen. Sabrina is 27 now with three k**s and divorced. She is 5’ tall, 100 lbs, long black hair, hazel eyes, size c breast, and a nice firm ass. “Good morning Sabrina. What are you doing? What about your mom?” I questioned wondering if this was really happening. “Relax Eric. Mom’s at work. Tim is out of town and my k**s are at school. Isn’t this what you want?” She asked while continuously stroking my cock with her soft skinned. She was tight. Tighter than he thought manageable. But it fit. He bottomed out. Balls brushing the tender skin of her thighs. They stood like that for several moments. He let her body get used to the invasion. She languidly tickled her clit as she bit her own shoulder. His thrusting while mechanically labored, was slow and easy. Her vaginal canal expanding and responding perfectly. Allowing both of them equal pleasure. She started to buck her hips and roll her spine to match his thrusting. He.